Every Day Zen
Maybe I always believed in “bursting the boundaries.” After 40 years of chronic illness, it seems so. This kind of “resistance” to medical expectations takes a certain amount of naïveté, and I don’t mind admitting that. It also means staying in the moment, regardless of the experience it offers--no expectations, just experience. And sometimes, I... Continue Reading →
This morning, I walked away from my walker without realizing it. I did not return to it immediately. It was a bit of freedom. Why not take it? Mine is a two-room apartment so this was not a walk for distance or duration but it was a walk with an actual gait. I focused on... Continue Reading →
As I finished my morning yoga practice, I paused to look out my front room window. A squirrel was jumping from limb to limb. A wish from long ago dropped in: Oh, if all I had to do was leap from limb to limb.... It seemed so carefree, and I longed to escape. The world... Continue Reading →
Now is a dark night of the soul for me. It has been for a while but I have not sat with the darkness as I do now. It is all around me, mine to explore. Darkness always holds a sliver of light, elusive as it may seem to be. Experience tells me that, and... Continue Reading →
Physically, this is a perfect storm day for me. My spinal cord and autoimmune disease are merging into my version of a category one hurricane. I predict it will not become a category five. After 40 years, my forecasts are fairly reliable. How I engage this powerful energy determines the life of the storm. There... Continue Reading →
